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And called me sublime.

“S-s-sorry,” Gareth stuttered as the voltage tore through him again.

It was the first time I’d seen him angry. It was unmitigated—running deeper than Gareth calling me names.

He didn’t stop.

The cattle prod kept hitting the bars as he moved it around. I leaned closer as he caught Gareth across the face. Bullseye.

Gareth jerked and collapsed in his cage.

The music continued as if nothing had happened.

I was mesmerised by it all.

He sighed heavily before returning the cattle prod to its rightful place.

“Fucking moron,” he muttered to himself.

He went back to Eva to inspect his work, then began unstrapping her from the chair. She slumped forward but didn’t fall. He crossed to the partition wall and pressed a button—a mechanical whirring from above. I peered past the bars to see metal cable descending from the ceiling, a hook at the end.

He made my garage look like a child’s nursery.

Why hadn’t I thought of that? All this time I’d been dragging men around with my bare hands like a peasant.

He tied Eva’s wrists, wrapping rope around them several times, then hauled her off the chair and hooked her arms. Headjusted the height until she dangled face-down, arms raised behind her back.

Eva whimpered as she came to.

Chapter 10

Ethan

I grabbed the long resistance band and tied one end around Eva’s hair, securing the other to the rope binding her wrists until her head remained upright. She looked pitiful, but she and Gareth had both united against Anne. I’d watched and heard it all.

We were the monsters, but what were they?

I tugged my top off and tossed it onto Anne’s cage. She now sat cross-legged, staring at me again.

I crouched beside Eva and touched her dangling breasts. My touch was gentle at first before I tightened my grip, drawing a hiss from her. Using my thumbs and forefingers, I pinched her nipples and pulled, stretching them until she cried out in pain.

“Your breasts are in good shape. No surgery required,” I concluded.

Anne snorted.

Rude.

“Don’t worry, I’ll come to you next,” I said, rising slowly.“But first, I want Eva to remember her manners.”

I pushed my waistband down, exposing my cock. I stroked it a few times until it began to stiffen, then rubbed it across Eva’s face.

“Try not to bite,” I taunted, pressing the blunt end between her lips.

Of course, there was no resistance, and as I eased my hips forward, her warmth surrounded me. I leaned in, gripping her bound wrists as I began to move. Her muffled sounds merged with the Corelli.

I kept my rhythm in time with the upbeat music.

When she’d taken half of me down her throat, I turned to Anne.